Saturday, December 18, 2021

*Intentionally Creating*

 2021 - The year of Intention, a glimpse from my own Experience 

I will start this by saying, the vision for this post comes directly from the JOY I experienced from taking time to be intentional in the kitchen just last night on the 17th day of December, only days before 2021 comes to a close! Deciding this week that I wanted to be intentional about creating food this week, because I have learned the last few months that one thing my soul LONGS for, and mandates for my own comfort - cooking! There are always task and ‘things’ that can get in the way of our time & how we spend our days, but this week, I set aside time to create my second attempt at a fully homemade vegan barbecue and I was SUCCESSFUL! During the time spent creating in the kitchen, I began thinking about fostering joy and hear my mentor on repeat in my brain, “but I know she wouldn’t want that grief to steal away any moments of joy. So I look for the joy. And I find it. If I don’t find it, I create it.”; so I accepted the moment to be JOY, I find joy in creating food and it is a joy deep in my bones when I know I am creating something NOT only delicious but nourishing. (Recipes and pictures will be posted at the end)


As I was creating in the kitchen and owning the moment of Joy, I began to think about the year and how my life is forever changed. It’s to no surprise that 2021 has changed me at my core - the loss of my momma, there’s no being the same; but this moment wasn’t about that or how HARD 2021 was, but how beautiful. 


With this, I decided to pause and write - to not ONLY capture the beautiful vegan creation that I want to share, but to capture the moment I chose joy!


 As I begin to write, as per usual my brain works faster than my fingers or my mouth to get out the words that are running through my veins as vivid, as the blood that flows. 


To fully capture the reflection of the impact of 2021 - the growth, the change, I must start with how I was struck in December 2020, when my therapist asked me if I felt safe and then asked if the inner child, my inner self, truly my whole being did I feel safe? Well, damn, I must say I’ve spent 2021 figuring out how the fuck to answer that question because my pause/response to that question from my therapist, defiantly made me aware that I was in fact NOT feeling safe. Starting a new year with intention to look within - changes the game, particularly if you have been gaining new tools for your tool set to process through some of the YOU via that internal inventory! 


In 2021, I set to use the tools I’d learned from Heather Vickery in 2020 - to be Brave. And for clarity, the Brave Method, Heather has created means: Boundaries, 3 R’s (Reframe, Reassess, Resilience), Accountability, Vulnerability, & Empowerment! For 2021, I was specific to set out to reframe and reassess the narratives.  


But 2021 had some really icky things in store, the things that feel so icky, it feels as if you may never make it - and you sure the fuck won’t be coming out the other side the same. 


On January 4th, I had to rush my mom to the ER, only to learn the most heart wrenching reality that COVID had hit her and hit her hard. This spiraled into a catastrophe of events related to my mom’s contracting of covid. It’s hard to see clearly sometimes when the pain and angst are so loud. But I was determined to continue stepping into the light of my own integrity, regardless of what was being thrown at me, because I was intentionally practicing living with pause -  reminding myself of where I did and did not have control. 


It’s interesting to consider how often in my life I have heard people reference the importance of spending time with ‘self’, but never really knew what that meant in my core; but truly it’s so fascinating - the more time with yourself, the more time you have to learn about the things you love, hate, the pain - with self is where you can really spend time dealing with that internal inventory- all of the things that make you. I have spent a lot of my life in situations and finding ways to find the language to express the things I don’t want and along the way, I have been able to find ways that I find joy and when I am intentional about taking time to do those things.


Most of my early 20’s, I struggled with intense anxiety, that eventually turned to moments of sever panic attacks, to in turn led to many doctor’s & therapist for trying to determine the WHY. Why was I so anxious and what could I do to “fix” me. There are many things I have tried over the years to foster healthy habits, HOPING that the anxiety would subside.  But it’s always been an on-going battle or to me not really a battle, but a way of life. There are many layers and steps that have been taken along the way, but it’s truly with the tools I acquired in 2020, sharpened in 2021, that I see now SO MUCH of the POWER of Intention. 


I will define intention for myself as the process in which I AM THE AUTHOR OF THIS DAMN JOURNEY! I am in control of how I do the day to day. With the tools I have now, in 2021, I began naming boundaries - ones I had previously set, as well as ones I wanted to define. Now with intention reframing some of my own narrative of distance or hard lines, I began feeling powerful even amidst the damnedest pains. 


My mom’s journey with covid - truly empowered me. It’s so hard to think about in those terms sometimes, because it feels so fucking morbid to think of anything good being gleaned from the pain my mom experienced this year; but I now see that not only did I go into 2021 with the tools to reframe with intention - but so did my mom! On January 15th, my mom made some powerful ass choices, because she wanted to be intentional with her WHOLE being. On January 15th, my mom decided she DID NOT want to live forever on tubes, machines, or with taking 35+ medications for survival - this decision required a dedicated level of intention from her, as well as from me because she knew she needed help. She wanted to do everything in her physical power & comfort to see how far she could go. She began taking her own power - telling her stories, reframing narratives for herself and she set into the year being real fucking diligent to LOVE herself as much as she had loved others.  


I say all of this because even in the moment last night, as I considered the words of my mentor - considered what it meant to seek out the joy, to create it even when we can’t find it - I now realize how damn intentional my mom was to cultivate joy, even amidst knowing she was dying. It’s quite controversial to many, but my mom was extremely intentional about the way she wanted to die, determined that QUALITY of Life would always be her choice of Quantity. Starting in March of 2021, without many folx knowing - my mom made intentional plans for how she would prepare for her own death on this side of our universe experience. It was not until late May that I was faced with the HARD truth of what my mom’s intentions were. She nor anyone else had the exacts, but Patti had intention. But that damn champion didn’t live with intention to make stuff easy for herself in those days but to make herself WHOLE. She did the deep work going through her internal inventory and facing some of her greatest fears, looking at parts of her life that had for so long categorized her with so many awful identities. Identities she had accepted from others for years, but as she began many years before opening her heart to love beyond things she knew, she was in the prime spot in 2021 to open to herself (which I have NO idea what it means to be a mom, but for my mom - looking at herself had SO much to do with how my brother & I identified her). 


This snip of a back story of my mom’s journey with intention, is just yet a snip, is intentional for all that came with the time of pause in creating the kitchen. Though,  I hope to one day fully find a way to write and detail out the experience of what this year was like for us and how we survived together, even in her death my mom survived! The WHOLE person, not a glimpse of the person under the pain & trauma, but the whole damn HUMAN. 


Living in grief is bizarre - it’s not a phase or a thing that ends but a way of living. When we recognize the grief is here to stay but appears in various ways, it’s ALL the more crucial for me to realize how much my intentions carry power. One of mom’s favorite things for me to cook was my do it home best version of pulled pork southern goodness - and I wanted to make her favorite things in a way that created goodness for my body. I don’t often cook with meat for myself and I am severely sensitive to pineapple and so therefore, I must find a way to make pulled pork via a meat alternative and in the absence of Sweet baby Rays (as it is made with a HEALTHY amount of Pineapple juice) - so I did. 


I carved space into my week to ensure I would be able to be creative in the kitchen, because as mentioned the more time with myself the more I learn of the things that truly bring me joy and I needed JOY! I hope that this recipe and this story of creation - living with intention just may open your heart to consider: Are you being intentional about your day? Or, Do you consider the control you have in your own Narrative, can you reframe some of the stories you have told yourself - to empower you to see how powerful you are? 


Pam’s Vegan Creation of Momma’s Pulled Pork Favorite! 

* I am no chef or traditional cookbook writer, so here’s my attempt at sharing a recipe! 

Prep time 1 hour; Cook Time 4 hours - serves 6


BBQ Baked beans

Guava BBQ sauce 

Jackfruit “pulled pork”

Bitchin’ sauce potato salad   


REQUIRED INGREDIENTS:

2 Cans of green young jackfruit 

1 large can of whole tomatoes

1/4  block of Guava paste (or your favorite sweet fruit for flavor)

1lb bag of Navy beans 

Chipotle Bitchin’ Sauce 

2.5 lbs of new potatoes (or potato preference)


Sea Salt

Tony’s or your favorite cajun seasoning 

Brown sugar 

Fresh Dill 

Chives

1 whole large purple onion

1 whole head of garlic

1 medium to large Jalapeño

Vegan Veggie Paste 

Dijon (seeds or mustard)

Celery Salt

Paprika 


BBQ Baked beans

The Baked Beans can be done from a can, but if you do start from scratch - this will be the LONGEST portion of the meal.

From dry - rinse and soak your pound of beans the night before (8-12 hours of soaking is my preference). Once you are ready to rinse & clean the soaked beans, begin chopping 1/2 your onion, 1/2 of the head of garlic  (5-6 cloves), 1/2 the jalapeño - then sautée just enough to see the onions begin, once they are there, then you add 2 tablespoons of veggie paste (or your preferred veggie stock concentrate), 2 tablespoons of brown sugar, and a splash of salt, 5 cups of water - then add the clean beans, bring to a boil for 30 minutes, add another cup of water and cover on medium heat for an hour. At the hour mark ensure the beans are still covered with water, if not continue by adding another cup and cooking on medium for another hour. After 2.5 hours, the beans should be beginning to tenderize, and then you can determine if they are to your preferred texture if not keep beans covered with water and the lid and cook took your preferred tenderness, once tender - remove the lid and put the beans back to a higher temperature, add 1/4 a cup of your homemade barbecue sauce and cook until beans have thickened!  (I personally cook my beans in a dutch oven, but the timing for this process can be cut by 1/3 if you choose to use a pressure cooker)


Guava BBQ sauce 

Take remaining garlic & jalapeño in a deep iron skillet or boiler/dutch oven of preference - I prefer using my deep iron skillet. Once you have started the garlic and jalapeño, add your can of whole  tomatoes and let simmer. While this is simmering, you will add cubes of guava paste, mustard (3 table spoons of mustard or 3 teaspoons of mustard seed), little under 1/4 of cup of brown sugar, celery salt, paprika and cook for 30 minutes - then take all of your contents and throw into your blender and blend until smooth (this can also be done with an immersion blender if you are using a deeper dish), once blended salt to taste and transfer to a container for cooling **DO NOT CLEAN THE PAN USED. (I will ALWAYS ADD TONY’S Cajun Seasoning for Salt) 


Jackfruit “pulled pork”

Once you have started your beans, using the same colander that you cleaned the beans empty both cans of jackfruit and rinse! Once your jackfruit is rinsed, allow the jackfruit 20 minutes or so to drain. Once you have rinsed and drained the jackfruit - add paprika (cover it, works best to add 2-3 tablespoons and mix with your hands). While your jackfruit is draining, begin sautéing the other hand of your onion in the pan you used for the barbecue sauce because the remaining parts of sauce that was left over after transferring the sauce will be a great base of flavor for your onions & jackfruit. Once the onions have began to caramelize, add the jackfruit you have seasoned and cook on the stove top for 5-10 minutes staring only twice, then put the jackfruit in the oven on 250 degrees for 40 minutes to simmer! 


Bitchin’ sauce potato salad   

Wash and cube your potatoes, while boiling water to prepare for the potatoes. Add a pinch of salt into your water before adding the potatoes, cook to your preferred tenderness and drain. Once the potatoes are drained, add 4 table spoons of bitchin sauce, 1/4 cup chopped dill, 1/4 a cup chopped chives, pinch of salt and black pepper to taste - then transfer to a container for the fridge to let the salad marinate while the rest of the meal cooks! 


THEN BAM - YOU HAVE A BEAUTIFUL VEGAN MEAL! (WE LOVE A GOOD SANDWICH AROUND HERE AND ENCOURAGE YOU TO USE YOUR FAVORITE BREAD)


* please note this post is unedited and a true release of my own thoughts without the structure of writing! 

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Thursday, October 28, 2021

My experience with the new book, F*ck Fearless: Making the Brave Leap



You know those time in life you meet someone, and you know they are going to change your life!? Well, I knew that when I met Heather Vickery, it was with purpose. I felt honored when my leadership team at my company gave me an opportunity to through a program called EmPOWERment, which Heather leads. Within the first few weeks of this short program, I began learning new language and new ways to use tools in my own life that have continued to foster true freedom. I never imagine that a course one hour a week, every few weeks for a short program would have been what I needed to survive 2021, but I be damn, it was just that. 

In early 2021, Heather started being diligent with planting seeds for me to consider joining her program called Intentionally Brave Entrepreneurs ‘IBE’ (completely separate from my company) and I was dumbfounded, how could she think I’m worthy of doing this… I’m not an entrepreneur, am I? Well, what I am is someone that sees growth and change & I desire to pursue the fuck out of whatever I need to make sense of this world we live in and how I can show up. And I was intrigued by her passion, authenticity & her drive for folx to be living their best damn lives being BRAVE on Purpose! But of course, I was really just hesitant and scared. Scarcity mindset is a blood sucking bitch, and my fear was overwhelming and sometimes has been crippling in season and I almost let the idea of being afraid being a sign that I didn’t need to do something hinder my process.. but then!!! 

Heather decided to invite me to a virtual workshop that allowed time to deep dive into the BRAVE Method; at this point i thought I had a minimal understanding of this method & it was already changing my life, but by February/ March, and this virtual workshop - I KNEW I must continue to dive into the concepts / tools of: Boundaries, 3 R’s (reframe, reassess, resilience), action/accountability, Expand & Empower. Shortly after I committed to taking my own leap to pursue the growth & learning within IBE, Heather asked that I be a beta reader for her new book! Okay, now I’m losing my mind, this woman barely knows me or knows the depth of my desires to be seen as a valuable writer & she’s asking for my opinion about her book - understanding this book -, the book that’s entirely based on this method she’s helped detail out, a method in which I’ve been able to use to  CHANGE the lens I’m able to see myself. I was flabbergasted, but damn honored to take on this task. So, I did the damn thing! 

As I read F*CK Fearless: Making the Brave Leap (mostly from the bathtub over wine, while crying), I knew I’d made the right decision to go down this journey. Making the Brave leap is NO small feat. Saying “F*CK, this is scary, but I’m gonna keep pushing”, is truly remarkable. Heather in this book, is fucking transparent with her own journey, as well as telling so many stories of folx just like me, folx that saw the need & reasons in life to be BRAVE, to make unpopular decisions to choooose themselves!!! 

If you are looking for ways to enhance your understanding of leaning into your own Fears, and doing the damn thing anyway or know someone that’s hesitant to take those extra steps to set boundaries for themselves or even if you’re just a person on a journey deeply desiring to pursue your own FREEDOM, this book is for you and it’s available today!! 

Heather - I’m so honored to share space in the world with you my dear. Your bravery is remarkable, and you truly practice what you preach. Learning from you, with you and within freedom you wish the world to see - it’s the sweeter parts of life! I am thankful for your passion around Bravery in a new and redefined ways!! 
these tools have helped me survive the most tragic season of my life, with still achieving my own space of freedom! Cheers to you today and thank you for creating this book!! 

https://bookshop.org/books/f-ck-fearless-making-the-brave-leap/9781733618533

 

Monday, April 26, 2021

Self-Compassion, it’s not Brave to be larger bodied and free! It’s beautiful existing!

Today, I have felt so Brave taking time to actually work through The Mindful Self-Compassion workbook.. because self-compassion is NOT my best skill. 

I set out with intentions to start the mindful self-compassion workbook over coffee time this morning and exercise 1 instructions are: Relate to yourself with self-compassion. How do we show others compassion versus ourselves...


As I began processing various scenarios of how I show self-compassion to others in trying / difficult times, it’s without a doubt very apparent that too often I am not capable of showing myself the same. As I spent morning time reflecting, it was easy to think of ways to reframe how I talk to myself or allow room for myself to even consider processing the same self-compassion as I can give others. Spending time reflecting on this as I did a bit of stretching and body movement preparing for a hike, I was jazzed to spend the rest of the day being aware of my own inner dialogue to consciously work towards showing myself some compassion. Going on a hike would be prime, time to stretch my body and take on an adventure in a space I’ve never hiked.

Setting out on the hike at 6,700ish feet of elevation, I knew there’d be moments where I’ve in the past dogged myself versus showing myself the kindness & love I’d show others in terms of ability, skill or look  - so activate exercise 1.  Approximately 5 minutes into the hike it was way too hot to be wearing my sun protection shirt and since we were entirely alone in this little space to go on a hike, I said fuck it and took the top off, decided to hike in a sports bra. This is something I have NEVER ever done and instantly was regretting the decision, but within seconds my mind began racing working through the awareness of my thought patterns. I decided to reframe the narrative. Instead of being negative and nasty to myself for exposing my body, I began thanking my body for holding power to achieve such fun adventures. I began chanting with gratitude how proud I am of myself and the long ass journey I’ve been on to be in a space to even hike (I have multiple screws and metal in my foot and have a history of severe asthma, so elevation plus super intense physical activity, wasn’t something I knew I’d be able to do all seasons of my life this far) I finished the hike, gaining almost 600ft of elevation going to peaks above 7200 ft of elevation in less than 2 hours. 

The bizarre reality that I was so quick to dog myself about my appearance, while taking on this adventure was insane... 


It’s a tragedy that I personally spend more time ridiculing myself and what society says I should look like versus being compassionate towards myself. Though confidence hasn’t been my struggle, being kind to myself to exist however I am, is NOT the strong suit - i realized today I have lived assuming I was confident but realized I’d designed rules for myself to maintain that confidence... well today, I say - Fuck the narrative that says you have to look a certain way to hike in a sports bras! I refuse to allow myself to spend more energy today or any day, on not speaking to my myself, my body or my soul with anything less than kindness. Our bodies do hard things and we all have unique journeys. It’s beautiful to love yourself and spend time in gratitude honoring your body for what it holds to keep you moving. 

So here’s some moments my partner captured of me being!! Just being, it’s not brave for larger bodied humans to wear whatever they want, whenever they want. It doesn’t have to be a space where I look at these photos and criticize myself based on societal norms, but it’s a space where I’m so damn thankful for this body and the adventures we are able to take!

Monday, April 12, 2021

Reassessing


Dammit. It really is POWERFUL to reassess. The moments. Today has had some weird ass moments. But the hard ones, kinda took over. That loop. The weird shit your brain does when it repeats over and over something so insignificant but usually also, IRRATIONAL... and oh it for some reason then spirals down the most catastrophic rabbit holes. (Facepalm) 

Well, I let it get me today. And y’all, I done blown my WHOLE life up in my head today. So, come like 5:30 - I said to self “it is time to just open a bottle of wine, close the computer and go on to the next commitment that you have, but that commitment gives you joy and confuses you - but that sounds better than this shit show!”... then in true Pam fashion, I hope in a bubble bath.. candle light. Glass of wine. And hit the book. (Likely more to come on the book later, because the content definitely mattered!!!!) well, as I’m reading - pausing and diving into the things that make my soul truly able to see, I started to acknowledge the beauty of the moment. And the life I do have and the joys. And still felt weird and still do but what I did was decided to be vulnerable, and take steps and keep moving. And using time for good. Just GOOD. People. Love of people. Love of healthy, happy people, beauty. 

Y’all, then my baby brother. It’s so crazy, I can’t not say baby brother - but he’s a grown ASS, BADASS man. But he’s my baby brother - he added new photos to our family shred weekend in the mountains... & it took me back.! It took me back to just less than 36 hours ago, where I was disconnected from the pain, from the chaos, from the chores of others. But I was honoring the universe with so much worship, with my most beloved humans in this world and our close loved ones. And we talked, we learned, we grew, we rested, we explored, we sat in the utmost SAPPY gratitude - because WE have OVERCOME so much. We have championed through, but we also know there’s SO much more to be done. So we go into the day with open eyes and willingness to learn. I’m so thankful for the moments. And I’m thankful for my family for taking ALL of me. And all of this, is just an honest moment of vulnerability, may make no sense for anyone else. But it’s the authentic story I needed for my self today. It’s just a long winded way of me taking the moment to truly sit and acknowledge the beauty and POWER of reassessing!